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Momma, momma, momma

Momma, momma, momma

Momma, momma, momma

Momma, momma, momma, momma

The professor's here and it didn't fall off. Sorry, I didn't realise.

Yeah, the maser don't give me the money. I can't pay you. If I don't get paid, I can't supply you.

Give us a bit more time.

And I'm giving you time. I'm feeling up doing time.

I always knew he were mad.

Didn't know he was bankrupt as well.

Momma, momma, momma

Sorry, Mr. Johnson.

Come on, you should have finished the first problem by now.

I've finished them all. All of them?

You give us such easy ones, Mr. Johnson.

Have you finished?

No, but I think he's trying quite hard.

I'll start again.

If x equals two and y equals three.

But what are they?

What are what? x and y.

Well, they just are. x is x and y is y.

And never between show me.

I'll start again.

If x equals two.

Actually, I think you'll find that x equals three.

Three?

Oh, well, that makes all the difference. But no, not in the beginning.

I'm not a teacher who said pretend it's oranges.

We pretend it's oranges, Mr. Johnson.

No, we will not pretend it's oranges, because it has nothing to do with oranges.

I'm sorry.

Apples.

You won't say the lies, did you?

I don't specially want to, but I...

I'll take all the chasin' of money.

Derry the queen groves her.

Sirely the poor version.

After you.

Is Mr. Russell in his room?

Would you want to say it?

Well, if you're both waiting.

Oh, I'd love that. That's no trouble. That's no trouble at all.

I'll knock at the little old door for you.

Mr. Johnson, see him, aye's death.

I don't know why bother's coming.

William knows everything.

And you know nothing.

You don't care.

I care if it was apples and oranges. I don't think exes and wis are very important.

Of course they're important.

It's just that Mr. Johnson is a rather bad teacher.

Do you know a better one?

Yes, I do.

What's all that about?

Just my brother behaving like my brother.

You can see why I prefer horses.

You're trying to tell me that William is brilliant.

There's nothing I can teach him.

I think he should go to university.

Nonsense.

Why should I take advice from you? You fidget too much.

I expect your father went to university, did he?

You read divinity.

Yes, he's just the same. That's why I stopped coming to his church.

He fidget too much. All the way through the sermon, drumming his fingers on the edge of the pulpit.

You know, one of the congregations always asleep. What about Mark?

He shows some promise.

No, he doesn't. He's useless, isn't he?

How many's fine with horses? I'll grant you.

But he takes him all his time to read a book.

Miss Christina shows a certain aptitude.

We are not concerned with Miss Christina.

What are you trying to hand me that envelope or not?

What is it?

It's a statement of my face.

But all you have to do is say so.

But it's outrageous.

It says we agreed.

You tell me you can't teach my sons because one is too clever

and the other is too stupid. And then you hand me a bill like this off your go.

I'll see to this.

And don't bother coming anymore.

Thank you, Miss.

Who's next?

Please let us out.

Both together?

If you like.

Come in.

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I wish you wouldn't do that.

No, you don't. You wish I would.

I'm busy.

I want to tell you something.

What?

What about X?

And why?

Well, if I were.

Give me a kiss. And I'll tell you.

I pay you both to do your jobs.

Part of your responsibility, both of you, is to deal with tradespeople.

That's my difficult deal with people when you own money.

Are you telling me you can't do your job, Fowler?

I think I do my job well enough, Master.

I mean, if you can't do your job, Fowler, if it's beyond you, there's a very simple solution.

Mind you, I can hardly write out a reference note saying Fowler left my employment because he couldn't do the job.

Wouldn't help a lot, would it?

Mr. Simpson says if we don't pay his bill, we can't have any more call.

And who does Mr. Simpson think he is?

He's the call merchant in the village.

We'll find another call merchant at another village for God's sex.

Or are you telling me you can't do your job either?

I think I can, sir.

Well, go and get on with it, both of you.

We are not going to have our lives ruled by petty little call merchants and mittmen.

Tell them you're from fan bars, that's all you have to do.

So far, the sack, Tim.

Oh, Mr. Johnson.

Well, he wasn't much use.

I know lots of nice people who aren't much use.

I know lots of useful people who are very boring.

Which am I?

During a special category called William.

I hope that's a compliment.

Mr. Johnson says you should go to university.

What I want to learn. They don't teach in universities.

Airplanes.

No, I don't suppose it's a question.

I'm not sure what it is.

I'm not sure.

I hope that's a compliment.

Mr. Johnson says you should go to university.

What I want to learn they don't teach in universities.

Airplanes.

Aero planes?

No, I don't suppose you can take a degree in aeroplanes.

One day they will.

And guests will be the first professor.

I have no idea.

You have to give me a clue.

Now go away. I'll see you this evening.

Can't I come with you?

No. Just once.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I'll see you this evening.

I don't believe that you want to leave me alone,

hostel.

Alright well, I knew I had a choice to tell you what.

Hi!

Did.

Yes, Miss Christina?

Do you know about William disappears to in the afternoon?

Have you asked him?

Yes.

Won't tell me.

Must be his own private business.

I know it's his own private business.

That's why I want to know all about it.

You keep on asking him, that's your best plan.

I'll find out.

I bet you will.

Dick!

Yes, Miss Christina?

What happens to Flambards at Christmas time?

Flambards?

Nothing.

No Christmas tree, no potty, no trimming.

Well, I'm having trimming.

There.

Beautiful.

Can you get down all right?

Yes, thank you.

Christina.

Christina, are you all right?

Oh, this is you.

Do you know about the curtains though?

Well, you could always try asking Father for some new ones.

Yes, Father Christmas.

I am with you.

I am with you.

I am with you.

I am with you.

From the wind made moon.

And stood hard as iron.

Wrote a life of stone.

What a row.

How much will they want to take it somewhere else?

I thought I'd let them exhaust themselves for a while.

And I'll offer them a shilling.

A shilling?

I'll ask for six months of change.

Not a faucet.

No man will it be the wood thus?

Of the finishing ones?

I'll say see.

Ma'am andSum,

guests thanks for beers and cream,

The ready music angels and tray bells

Thy hand is accompanied by a wine of water

The left heaven father of God

Who is our spirit in God's life

earth now as the Columbusites

The land weight of the merry organs

We sing in the wild

The holy bears of Mary

As bread as any blood

And merry more sweet Jesus Christ

To do more sinners good

The rising of the sun

I'm the running of Fred

The way of the merry

Merry Christmas.

What is it?

It's a Christmas present, of course.

Would you mind opening it for me? Yes, I would mind very much.

But I will.

Thank you, Christina. It's lovely.

It's just that we're not used to Christmas presents and things.

We don't know how to behave.

Well, you'll just have to learn.

I'm really good.

Mark?

Yes?

Merry Christmas.

What's this?

It's a Christmas present.

Don't be ridiculous.

It's a Christmas present.

Now, don't say I have to unwrap it for you, too.

Not really used to these social niceties, you see, Christina.

Give it here.

Oh, how lovely, Christina.

How kind would you to go to all that trouble?

You mean you needed it yourself? Did you?

Yes, I did.

You can tell, actually.

Merry Christmas.

Put it on.

Very smart. You look...

Almost like a gentleman.

Thank you, Miss Christina. Thank you very much.

Will you wear it when we go hunting?

Of course I will. I'll wear it for everything.

Good.

Do you always work on Christmas Day?

Well, horses don't know it's Christmas Day.

Besides, they've got to be right for the Boxing Day meat.

I'm a bit nervous.

They're first hunting. No need. I'll look after you, Miss.

Where will we go?

Wherever the fox leads us, Miss.

If we go anywhere near where William disappears to in the afternoons, will you tell me?

Now, who says I know where Master William goes?

I says.

But if we ever do, I might just nod my head very quickly.

Happy 1910.

Mult stitches.

treeline.

Fire blazing.

poison shadow.

attack this.

Miss Christina?

A few, Miss.

No, it's not Princess

Christina, come and tell me all about it.

Go on. Tell him all about it.

All right. I will.

He enjoys the sight of blood.

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He, uh, he heard a noise and bolted.

He's never done that before.

It was a very loud noise. You ran into a fence.

I see.

Well, he should be all right. It's nothing very deep.

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You're back, Harley.

I wanted to be sure you were all right.

I saw you.

I'm sorry, William.

You may have washed the blood off, but it still shows Christina.

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What are they asking?

450, the two.

What do you think?

Seems move a lot of money.

What the hell with the money? What do you think of the horse?

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What do you think?

He's a good lady's horse, Miss Christina.

He's a bit ugly.

Let's talk when you tell him. That's what matters.

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She'll do whatever this says.

Really?

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Well...

He's bit ugly, but I think I could get to like him.

But what about the horse, Christina?

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More horses.

Best thing to be at Flambards, a horse.

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Apparently the big one's 250 guineas and the other one's 200.

And you're still being bullied by tradesmen?

Also a greengrocer, Coleman, Derry? I've been paid for weeks.

Need a new carpet and curtains.

Never mind, Mary. Come the revolution.

Come the what?

Nothing.

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Is he really worth the money, Dick?

If you look after him and bring him along properly, he'll be worth more than 200 in a couple of years.

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Oh, horse, sweet brother.

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The horses get jealously.

The same as people, really?

Don't worry, my love.

Drum is only my second horse. You're still best.

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Lucky old sweet brother.

I'm the best horse. I'm not talking about people.

What about people?

I need to ask that.

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Dick?

Yes, Mr. Fowler. You've got work to do.

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Same time tomorrow.

Early as possible. What's the work to do?

Let's not keep ever waiting.

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Had a pleasant afternoon.

Yes, thank you. Have you?

It's lovely.

Exercising your second horse.

Yes. Isn't he lovely?

Not very.

Don't be such a misery.

I don't like horses.

It's not my fault. Your father said I should have another horse because I've been here a year.

Happy anniversary.

Are you sorry I came here?

Oh no, you shouldn't think that. At least it's somebody to talk to.

Someone to preach to you, me.

I don't preach, do I?

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William, I need two horses.

Nobody needs two horses.

I need two horses so that I can go hunting all day.

I'm not going to have to come home half way through because Sweetbri's exhausted.

A change of horse? Yes.

There are people living in England who haven't got a change of clothing.

Children without one pair of boots never mind a change.

Families close to starvation.

Give them a horse, they'd slaughter it for food.

That's awful.

Sometimes the truth is awful.

Put that down before you break it and pass me the glue.

Please.

Please.

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You know that place you go to every day?

The secret place that nobody knows about except you.

And me.

Because I see you going and coming back.

Mr. Dermot's.

Mr. Dermot's.

Will you take me there as an anniversary present?

No, it's private, strictly private.

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This Mr. Dermot.

Is he a radical? Is that the word?

No, it depends what you mean.

Does he tell you about the people with no food and clothing and boots?

The starving millions would like to eat my new horse.

We discuss things like that.

Designing and building airplanes.

That's radical.

It challenges the future.

Anything that challenges the future is radical.

Anything that just repeats what's always happened before.

Like horses and hunting.

Yes, like horses and hunting.

Well, that's not very radical at all.

It's medieval.

Medieval.

I like being medieval.

They used to burn witches.

Everybody enjoyed that except the witches.

Great fun.

You explain the less I understand.

Look, it's 1910. Things are changing.

The 20th century it's called.

Great discoveries. Is that what you mean?

Yes.

You might even discover that you don't really need two horses.

You might even find that you can look after them yourself without having somebody to wait on you hand and foot.

That's ridiculous.

Well, ask Dick.

What's it got to do with Dick?

Everything, cousin. Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

Everything.

knows how to protect it.

Look at it.

It's the show.

There's nothing to do.

I'm sorry Mr. Mark Cherry's gone lame.

What the hell have you been doing?

Letting him go lame.

I didn't let him, sir.

I'll take this one.

Miss Christina's horse.

Miss Christina to you.

You'll understand.

Mark!

Come on, madam.

What's you doing?

Sorry.

Don't sign the door.

What's he doing?

What's he doing?

What's he doing?

I'm sorry.

What's he doing?

I'm sorry.

Don't sign the door.

What's he doing?

I'm sorry.

Miss, I told him that I couldn't stop him.

Oh.

I hate him.

He think the whole world just revolves around him.

He's so medieval.

Yes, Miss.

Look at the way he's riding.

Oh.

It's the only way he knows.

Come on.

Get over!

Run! Run! Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Look what you've done.

Take the horses.

I'll sit to him.

All right, maybe.

All right.

Maybe he's...

All right, maybe he's...

All right, maybe he's...

Come on, okay. I'll have you get.

Come on.

All right.

Come on, you're down.

Try your old legs.

Try your old legs.

Try your old legs.

Try your old legs.

Try your old legs.

Try your old legs.

Come on, try your old legs.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

Look what you've done to him.

Look what he's done to me.

What you deserve.

You've got a handkerchief or something.

Here.

Come on.

Come on.

What's wrong with you?

I think it's his shoulder.

Maybe he's cracked a rib.

You'll be all right.

I can't tell he'll need a vet.

What about me?

You look like you need a vet too.

I said try and walk.

Ask.

Ask.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Ask.

Ask.

Come on.

What are we going to do?

I think I can get him as far as the farm down there if I take my time.

Then I need a vet to look at him.

But if we take the other horses back, I can ask father to come out and give you a hand.

Right, he's doing these horses no good standing around when they're sweating so.

Doing me no good.

Poor old you.

Do you want another handkerchief?

Have a good cry?

Quiet!

You're stupid.

I'll be setting off then.

Thank you, dear.

Oh, miss?

Yes?

Do you think you could tell Violet what's happened so she can tell my mother?

Violet.

My sister.

Yes, of course.

Are we standing here all night?

I didn't know Violet was Dick's sister.

There's a lot you don't know.

But I've been here a year and I didn't know.

Only servants.

Come on, L.

Sometimes.

I hate you, Mark.

I don't care.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

Yeah.

I'm going home.

You can do.

As you like.

Go on.

I'm going home.

Piscina?

Sorry.

Your favourite brother.

Where's Christina?

Seemed to the horses.

Is she all right?

She's fine.

I think I've broken my nose.

That won't bother you.

Not really.

What have you done?

Fell off.

Violet will look after you.

I know.

But you'll have to go down to the farm.

I'll thank Miss.

We'll look after things.

Well, she'll need a bath.

Yeah, that'll be all right, Miss.

Come on.

Now leave her and send her to ask Miss.

Ask what we get paid for.

Come on.

Mark will need a doctor.

Yeah, that's all right, Miss.

Kevin and Paul should stop dead, man.

I wish you could get a little out of self cleaned up for you, Miss.

Hey, how old are you?

That's better than that.

It's a real hard day, what a day.

There we go.

You know, you feel real pretty, man.

Who you're here.

Where here?

Doctor Port is on his way over.

I'll be better by the time here, right?

Violet?

Yes, Miss?

Dick said to tell you he'd probably be late.

Will you tell your mother?

Yeah, I know, Miss.

Mark told me.

Mr. Mark to you.

Sorry, Miss.

It was the way she was looking at him.

Anybody may look at anybody any way they want to.

That's radical.

You know, it's all right you saying that.

Violet and Mark.

How's your Gigi?

Nothing broken, but it was a bad fall.

Could be another month before we'll know if he'll ever hunt again.

Is that what Dick says?

Dick.

It's the way you look at him.

What are you talking about?

If I lived, could only speak.

If I was I could only see.

Mm-hmm.

Could be a bit bent apparently.

I might lose a few teeth.

You're lucky to have any left.

It could have been worse.

I know all about that.

Sorry.

Tell me about the new horses.

Did we get our money's worth?

Oh.

I'm sorry.

That's not how I thought.

How is he, Dick?

I doubt he'll ever go hunting again.

He's nearly 20, you know.

As bad as that.

It was a nasty fall.

I know, I saw it.

Still be having a ride, Em.

He's the hunt.

The season's nearly over anyway.

If we turn him out for the summer, wouldn't it be alright for next season?

Honestly, I doubt it, Miss.

He's too old.

Don't you listen to him, sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

The race is going on.

It's not worth keeping.

Sweet, Brian.

They can't hunt, so what good is it?

He wasn't a bad hunter, but at his age, one fall he's finished.

But he's got years like to make an offer for that chestnut of thorns.

Eight year old, up to weight, by willowbar.

Sweet, Brian, my horse.

You like thorns, chestnut.

We could still keep, sweet, Brian.

No point.

You don't keep things that are no use to you.

Where would he go?

The kennels.

Tell Dick to ride him over there tomorrow.

Why the kennels?

The dogs eat him.

It's the traditional way of showing gratitude to an old hunter.

He's killed and is then fed to the dogs.

Not dogs.

Dogs.

How?

No point in keeping a useless horse.

It costs money.

More wine, Mark.

It's what we always do.

I'm going to eat him, I didn't tell you.

Sit there.

Have some more wine.

Some more wine.

Hey

You shouldn't have done that, Christina.

I wanted to.

It's a very good vintage.

Mom.

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